Beiyin Great Sage

Chu Hai's eyes were wide open, his expression was ferocious and terrifying, the steel teeth in his mouth were broken, his hair was messy and covered in blood.

It can be seen that

He must have been tortured before he died. Even after death, the anger and unwillingness were still visible in his eyes, as if he wanted to devour the living.

A thin layer of something similar to lime powder covered the head, making Xiao Chu's face look slightly pale and suppressing the faint smell of blood.

Head!

treasure!

Be polite before fighting.

Zhou Jia sneered in his heart, the Sanhe Gang was quite particular about their work.

He knew Xiao Chu's character well. He was righteous and passionate, but he was not stupid and would not cause trouble on impulse.

Only when you are by your side can you show off your power.

The people of the Sanhe Gang didn't say the reason for the incident, they only said that they were competitive, and after the cause and effect were established and the outcome was laid out, there must be something they were hiding from him.

One-sided words are not credible.

but……

Now that the matter has come to this, what's the use of saying more?

"That's how this world is." Zhou Jia looked indifferent, stretched out his hand to caress Xiao Chu's head, and swept his messy hair:

"Good people don't die well, but evil people live long."

His movements were slow and his posture was casual, but his actions made several people present feel chills, and several women even subconsciously stepped back.

after all.

Killing is acceptable.

Is it too weird to play with a human head?

"Where is the body?"

"..." The steward looked embarrassed:

"broken."

"That's it!"

Zhou Jia waved his hand gently:

"Whoever killed him, hand him over and let this matter be over."

He had no intention of pursuing what happened, and it was meaningless who was right and who was wrong. Besides, the attitude of the Sanhe Gang was barely acceptable.

"Helping someone?"

Before the steward in front of him could speak, the big man who had been holding the wooden box with Xiao Chu's head frowned and said with a look of displeasure on his face:

"Master Zhou, we have already shown our sincerity."

"Because of Chu Hai, our Sanhe Gang also killed and injured many brothers. If it weren't for your sake, we would have killed him long ago!"

The steward's face changed drastically and he waved his hands hastily, but he couldn't stop the other party from talking.

"Well……"

Zhou Jia was thoughtful, reached out and picked up an Origin Stone, put it on his fingertips and played with it:

"Source Stone is a good thing."

As he spoke, he flicked his finger.

His movements were random, as if he had not exerted any force, but the Origin Stone came across two feet in front of the big man amid the lightning and flint.

"drink!"

The big man was already on guard and suddenly drew his sword to block.

"Peng!"

The energy exploded, and the hundred-forged steel knife was smashed into pieces by the Origin Stone. He still had enough energy left to blast the big man into the restaurant, and he fell to his death on the long street.

The steward's body trembled and his face turned pale.

Da Han is a sixth-grade master in the gang. He is good at using swordsmanship. Although his strength is not the top among the Sanhe Gang, he is not weak either.

Is he so vulnerable this time?

Zhou Jia, however, looked calm and regarded it as normal.

Today, his cultivation level has reached the middle level of the ninth rank, and he possesses the mysterious body of dragon and tiger. His strength is stronger than most of the tenth rank masters.

A mere sixth grade...

He flicked the dust off his fingertips and spoke slowly:

"I was invited here, but the master didn't even show his face. Isn't it rude?"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound of applause came from the second floor.

A group of people walked down the stairs slowly, and one of them, a high-spirited man with a beard on his face, tapped his palms and said with a smile:

"Master Zhou is indeed a disciple of Jin Huang's lineage. He is thunderous with a snap of his fingers. Tan admires him, admires him!"

"You are..." Zhou Jia tilted his head.

"Tan Xiong." The big man said:

"Leader of the Sanhe Gang."

"Gang Leader Tan." Zhou Jia handed over his hand:

"Thank you for your hospitality. I think you have heard what Zhou said just now. You shouldn't be embarrassed, right?"

"This matter is not urgent." Tan Xiong waved his hand with a bold look on his face:

"Let me first introduce a friend to Master Zhou."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to attract a handsome young man beside him:

"This is the third young master of the Lin family, Young Master Yun Ru."

"Lin family?"

"Exactly!"

There are many powerful families in Stone City, but not many have black iron masters in charge, and the Lin family is one of them.

The young master, Lin Yunru, was less than twenty years old. He had a female appearance and held a folding fan in his hand. He stepped forward and held his hand towards Zhou Jia:

"I have met Brother Zhou. Yun Ru is quite familiar with Xue Caiyun of Xiaolang Island. I have heard about Brother Zhou's name for a long time, and now that I have met him, he is indeed well-deserved."

Shit deserves its name.

Before coming, he had no idea that there was such a person in Jin Huang's lineage.

but.

Just now, I knocked away a sixth-grade man with one blow. This man's strength was quite good. Why I had never heard of him before was a bit strange.

"Master Lin." Zhou Jia looked at this person and felt that the rouge was too strong:

"You came here just to make peace?"

"Not bad." Lin Yunru held a folding fan and tapped his palms:

"The so-called enemy should be resolved rather than made, but he is just a coachman. I think Gang Leader Tan has already shown his sincerity, so why not let it go."

"We can also make a good relationship!"

"Exactly." An old man nodded in agreement:

"Old Mr. Lu has ordered some food and drinks upstairs. Master Zhou might as well come up and sit down. We can drink and talk as if we are making friends."

"Well..." Zhou Jia's eyes showed deep thought and he spoke slowly:

"The Lin family."

"What is it?"

"you……"

He glanced at everyone in the venue and said with disdain:

"Who do you think you are, worthy of being friends with me?"

There was silence.

Lin Yunru seemed to have never been bullied like this before. For a moment, she was so angry that her whole body trembled, her eyes filled with tears, and she seemed about to cry.

"Wow..."

Zhou Jia stood up.

Although he is tall, he is nothing in this restaurant.

But as he stood up, an invisible power expanded, and for a while it seemed that such a large restaurant could not accommodate him alone.

Others' breathing was stagnant.

Those weak women even retreated with fear on their faces.

"Whose idea was it?"

Zhou Jia stretched out his hand and pointed toward the box containing the skull, his voice cold.

He had no intention of causing trouble today, but the Sanhe Gang didn't know how to praise him, and even tried to use the Lin family and the Xue family to suppress him.

Since you don't know what is good or bad, there is no need to get entangled with them.

The Lin family has a black iron expert in charge.

But also...

Just a 'black iron'!

"What do you want to do?" One of the Sanhe Gang said with a cold expression on his face.

"I'll invite you over to the banquet with good intentions, don't..."

"boom!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden roar in the venue.

The ground beneath Zhou Jia's feet suddenly dented, and his body appeared in front of the speaker at an incredible speed, waving lightly with one hand.

The man who spoke trembled, and then flew out.

Even in mid-air, it was already twisted and deformed, so dead that it could no longer die.

Zhou Jia stood where the man was, with a calm expression on his face, as if he just chased away a fly.

His attitude also angered others.

"You dare to kill someone?"

"Do it!"

As gangs, there is no point in fighting alone. If they dare to attack the other party alone, the Sanhe Gang immediately roared and rushed towards them.

"snort!"

Zhou Jia hummed and his body trembled.

Triple shield counterattack!

Three times the counterattack force caused energy to surge around him, like a transparent energy circle that bounced away those who rushed towards him.

One person took the opportunity to approach, but before he could swing his knife, his head was grabbed and stabbed to the ground.

"Peng!"

The brains burst open and blood flew everywhere.

Although everyone's attack was fierce, it was nothing to mention in front of Zhou Jia.

Just throw it away.

"Zhou Jia!" Tan Xiong gritted his teeth and glared angrily:

"Okay, very good!"

"I was just about to ask for advice on your brilliant move!"

"Just you?" Zhou Jia looked disdainful, stretched out his big hand, and already held the double-edged ax in his palm.

Purple Thunder Ax Technique!

Thunder and thunder shook the sky!

The perfect state of the Purple Thunder Ax Technique suddenly caused the surrounding energy to surge, and then a huge thunder came into everyone's eyes.

The thunder passed away in a flash, but the afterimage was deeply imprinted in my heart.

Lasts forever!

fear!

overbearing!

Hard to resist!

"boom!"

The roar echoed in his ears, and Lin Yunru felt his body light up, and his whole body was swept away by the howling wind.

The scene before her eyes made her heart shrink.

A terrifying force erupted from inside the restaurant, tearing apart the walls and roof, and sending countless bricks, tiles, and wooden sticks flying everywhere.

Tables, chairs, benches, wine jars and dishes were broken...

One after another human figures were swept out by huge force.

The place was in chaos.

As for the location of Sanhe Gang leader Tan Xiong, as the thunder struck down, the figure only lasted for a moment before shattering into a mist of blood.

"boom……"

The roar echoed in my ears.

The restaurant not long ago had turned into ruins. Dozens of people lay scattered on the ruins, wailing in pain.

A tall figure stood among the ruins, holding an ax in one hand and scanning the whole place with cold eyes.

No one dared to look at him.

Everyone looked horrified.

Tan Xiong, who possesses the ninth level of inner strength, is vulnerable to the opponent. The others were just swept away by the aftermath and ended up like this.

Not even qualified to get up close.

This person……

What kind of cultivation is it?

Lin Yunru also lowered his head obediently, not daring to move when the other party glanced at him.

"Click, click..."

Zhou Jia stepped on the ruins and stopped in front of a frightened Sanhe Gang member:

"Other than Tan Xiong, who among you has the final say?"

The gang members trembled and subconsciously looked at one person.

Deputy gang leader Sun Yong cursed in his heart, but he had to stand up tremblingly. He did not bother to sweep away the dust on his body, and forced a smile and said:

"Master Zhou, what happened today..."

He gritted his teeth and said seriously:

"It's a misunderstanding!"

"I'll give you two days." Zhou Jia's voice was indifferent, not caring about the other party's explanation:

"Hand over the murderer. If you can't hand over the murderer..."

He glanced at the other party:

"I'm coming to find you."

Sun Yong's body trembled, and a trace of fear appeared in his eyes.

It was the Liu brothers who killed Chu Hai. They were gang elders who had followed Tan Xiong from the beginning. They were the backbone of the gang. This matter was obvious to all.

"quick!"

He turned around suddenly and yelled at the Sanhe Gang, his voice hoarse:

"Go and capture the Liu brothers. If anyone leaks the news and lets them escape, I...I will kill him!"

Zhou Jia watched coldly, put away his ax and shield, and waved Sanshui, who was looking at a loss from afar, to come over and put away the heads and jewelry in the box.

Then he got on the carriage and left slowly.

…………

"Zhou Jia!"

Back at Lin Mansion, Lin Yunru changed into new clothes, let down her long hair, and showed off her daughter's attire. There was no fear in her eyes, but a deep curiosity:

"This man's strength is too great. Why do I feel like a black iron master?"

"He Bo, what do you think?"

"Miss, this boy is extremely remarkable." He Bo said with a solemn expression:

"The cultivation level may not be too high, but the control of the Purple Thunder Sword Technique must have reached an extremely advanced level, otherwise it would not be like this."

The Purple Thunder Sword Technique is an innate martial skill!

"Unexpectedly, there is such a person in Jinhuang's lineage. Although this son is not a black iron, he is an ordinary tenth grade, and he is definitely no match for him."

"It seems that another hero is about to become famous in Shicheng. We are no longer qualified to intervene in this matter."

"So powerful!" Lin Yunru's eyes were bright, and he didn't mind losing face:

"He doesn't seem to be very old. I wonder if he has a wife?"

"This..." He Bo was stunned for a moment, and then he looked thoughtful:

"It's not that I can't consider it, but Miss, this person is narrow-minded, ruthless, and willing to take people's lives. I'm afraid he is not a kind person."

"Hebo, where did you think you were going?" Lin Yunru stamped his feet with a look of coquettishness on his face:

"I'm just curious."

But when she thought about it again, she blushed again.

Nor...

Can't.

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In the stone pavilion, Lao Chu knelt down and cried bitterly, Luo Xiuying lowered her head, and Zhou Jia stood with his hands behind his back.

"Thank you, Master!"

Holding the box containing Chu Hai's head, Old Chu trembled and kowtowed.

He has more than one grandson, but Chu Hai is the only one he likes.

Even the tax-free quota fell on Chu Hai.

now……

"Get up." Zhou Jia waved his hand, and an invisible force slowly lifted Lao Chu up:

"Mr. Chu, you are not young, are you?"

Lao Chu's body froze, as if he had guessed something, he opened his mouth and said:

"Little old man... I am sixty-seven this year."

"Seventy-six." Zhou Jia nodded slowly:

"At your age, you should go back and enjoy your old age in peace. If you continue to be busy in the fields, others may say that I abused the elderly."

He waved his sleeves lightly, and the box containing the Origin Stone and jewelry fell next to Lao Chu.

"This is what the Sanhe Gang gave you. Take it and go home."

"Master!" Lao Chu's body trembled and he raised his head. He only saw Zhou Jia's cold expression, and he couldn't help but feel despair in his heart.

Then he nodded slowly:

"Thank you, Master!"

"You mentioned before that Sanshui's father can also handle farm work." Zhou Jia said:

"Let him come."

"Yes!" A trace of hope appeared in Lao Chu's eyes, and he nodded heavily:

"Thank you, Master!"

He is old and frail, and does not have many good years to live. Except for Chu Hai, the rest of his descendants have no future, and there is no hope for the future.

This time I introduced the work to Sanshui's father, and he was able to take care of him, not to mention that the relationship between the two families was already good.

At least until he dies, there will be no problem.

As for the younger generation...

What you have in hand is enough for a family heirloom!

As for whether he can hold on, at his age, he can't control that much.

Watching Lao Chu leave, Zhou Jia pondered for a moment before looking at Luo Xiuying:

"Then Guo Ping, are you still there?"

"No." Luo Xiuying hurriedly shook her head:

"When I found out about the situation that day, I kicked him out."

"Yeah." Zhou Jia nodded:

"I heard that your martial arts gym only accepts children, only teaches the basics, and doesn't charge much money?"

"Yes." Luo Xiuying should be:

"Shicheng is a mixed bag of dragons and snakes. I am a weak woman. I am satisfied if I can support my family. I dare not steal the business of other martial arts schools."

"Not bad." Zhou Jia looked satisfied:

"But your own strength is the foundation. While teaching martial arts, don't forget your own practice."

"I always remember Uncle Zhou's teachings."

"Just in time, I'm going to Shicheng too."

Zhou Jia rolled his sleeves:

"Together."

"Yes." Luo Xiuying responded and hurriedly brought the carriage.

Today, she is only sixteen years old, but she has matured like an adult who has experienced the world for a long time.

Facing Zhou Jia, he also learned to hide his thoughts.

If Luo Ping saw it, I don't know if he would be happy or sad.

When they came to Shicheng, the two separated. Zhou Jia walked directly to Lei Batian's residence. As soon as he approached, his footsteps stopped.

Discover the Source Star!

Discover the Source Star!

Discover the Source Star!

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